Sara Borjas
I Am Trying Not to Use the Word “Heart” So Much
Between my encampment of
bones & all time & territory,
an instrument swings but my
editor said to stop using it
so much she said I’m not saying
what I mean, so I write
this word instead it’s almost
like a pair of wet hands
tugging a bell of sunset in
& out of this world
a hot light under the door
that leads to the beautiful
women I don’t want to be anymore
I hug them anyways